| Song | Seein' Thangs |
| Artist | DJ Shadow |
| Artist | David Banner |
| Album | The Outsider |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I hear voices whisper tell me, "Banner kill yo'self" | |
| Man I call on the Lord, pain doesn't easy from wealth | |
| These cars, these clothes, these hoes | |
| Never meant nothing, having nightmares screaming and busting | |
| At my enemy, I put a bullet in that nigga and I see it's me | |
| Is it my soul?, killing self hate | |
| Or does that nigga in me have to die before I reach them pearly gates | |
| Either way I got something to say | |
| Jam Master Jay used to yell walk this way | |
| But it's hard to walk like a man the industry's .. | |
| And these the same mother****ers that's controlling my cash' | |
| And the same ones, the government, controlling your ass | |
| Why George bush ain't in jail for stealing them votes? | |
| Why the CIA ain't closed man, for pushing that dope? | |
| Get it cracking America, the CIA, aka the KKK | |
| It's judgement day! | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs | |
| They coming for your soul, they already got the chains… | |
| In a Chevy, I'm wondering if the Feds broke the levy | |
| Are they in with the devil to control the weather? | |
| Hurricanes and typhoons every other week | |
| While po' folks are drowning in the middle of the street | |
| We too scared to speak, or too busy on the internet | |
| I heard they about to put lo-jacks in our kids necks | |
| Marshall law, tell Bush now we ain't ready to flip | |
| The hood is like a modern slave ship | |
| We packed like sardines and shackled to the streets | |
| And crack is cotton that grows up from the concrete | |
| Shit, but I guess I'm seein' thangs | |
| We'd rather not learn, we'd rather ****ing gang bang | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs | |
| They coming for your soul, they already got the chains… |
| I hear voices whisper tell me, " Banner kill yo' self" | |
| Man I call on the Lord, pain doesn' t easy from wealth | |
| These cars, these clothes, these hoes | |
| Never meant nothing, having nightmares screaming and busting | |
| At my enemy, I put a bullet in that nigga and I see it' s me | |
| Is it my soul?, killing self hate | |
| Or does that nigga in me have to die before I reach them pearly gates | |
| Either way I got something to say | |
| Jam Master Jay used to yell walk this way | |
| But it' s hard to walk like a man the industry' s .. | |
| And these the same mother ers that' s controlling my cash' | |
| And the same ones, the government, controlling your ass | |
| Why George bush ain' t in jail for stealing them votes? | |
| Why the CIA ain' t closed man, for pushing that dope? | |
| Get it cracking America, the CIA, aka the KKK | |
| It' s judgement day! | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| They coming for your soul, they already got the chains | |
| In a Chevy, I' m wondering if the Feds broke the levy | |
| Are they in with the devil to control the weather? | |
| Hurricanes and typhoons every other week | |
| While po' folks are drowning in the middle of the street | |
| We too scared to speak, or too busy on the internet | |
| I heard they about to put lojacks in our kids necks | |
| Marshall law, tell Bush now we ain' t ready to flip | |
| The hood is like a modern slave ship | |
| We packed like sardines and shackled to the streets | |
| And crack is cotton that grows up from the concrete | |
| Shit, but I guess I' m seein' thangs | |
| We' d rather not learn, we' d rather ing gang bang | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| They coming for your soul, they already got the chains |
| I hear voices whisper tell me, " Banner kill yo' self" | |
| Man I call on the Lord, pain doesn' t easy from wealth | |
| These cars, these clothes, these hoes | |
| Never meant nothing, having nightmares screaming and busting | |
| At my enemy, I put a bullet in that nigga and I see it' s me | |
| Is it my soul?, killing self hate | |
| Or does that nigga in me have to die before I reach them pearly gates | |
| Either way I got something to say | |
| Jam Master Jay used to yell walk this way | |
| But it' s hard to walk like a man the industry' s .. | |
| And these the same mother ers that' s controlling my cash' | |
| And the same ones, the government, controlling your ass | |
| Why George bush ain' t in jail for stealing them votes? | |
| Why the CIA ain' t closed man, for pushing that dope? | |
| Get it cracking America, the CIA, aka the KKK | |
| It' s judgement day! | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| They coming for your soul, they already got the chains | |
| In a Chevy, I' m wondering if the Feds broke the levy | |
| Are they in with the devil to control the weather? | |
| Hurricanes and typhoons every other week | |
| While po' folks are drowning in the middle of the street | |
| We too scared to speak, or too busy on the internet | |
| I heard they about to put lojacks in our kids necks | |
| Marshall law, tell Bush now we ain' t ready to flip | |
| The hood is like a modern slave ship | |
| We packed like sardines and shackled to the streets | |
| And crack is cotton that grows up from the concrete | |
| Shit, but I guess I' m seein' thangs | |
| We' d rather not learn, we' d rather ing gang bang | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I' m seein' thangs | |
| They coming for your soul, they already got the chains |